While I'm high on caffeine and inside a nice cafe, I want to write something I've been meaning to write for awhile. (If this entry looks funny, it's because I'm having formatting issues...)
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TRIBUTE TO MOSESI don't know where I'd be without Moses.
My guide dog.
When people ask if I'm lonely I tell them no.
Thanks to Moses.
Oh the conversations we have, they're a film in themselves.
Perhaps I'll make one.
Conversations with Moses.
When I'm blind and can't see the road ahead, he provides guidance.
Tells me to stop and play in the snow.
Tells me to curl up and sleep.
Tells me to just relax and take some time to smell the rabbits.


When it's cold outside and frost is on the van's windows,
Moses is curled up at my feet radiating heat.
He's definitely this man's best friend.
Without him I'd be lost.
People ask me his name, and I say Moses.
After a South Slave Dene man named D'Arcy Moses,
A well known fashion designer.
Who led me to the pup while up in Fort Wrigley, NWT.
It's not biblical, I say, although he IS leading me out of slavery.
Oh and the friends you've made along the way.
Both dog and human.
You'll never be lacking a home in this world.
Smiles from everyone you meet.
Gifted at opening doors.





Moses, you're like a brother to me.
Without you I'd be,
Lost
Cold
Lonely
and probably out of my mind, on this seemingly endless highway.

So thanks brother,
Tonight I'll crack open that can of wet dog food,
You'll be in bliss.
It doesn't take much to make us happy.
I've found the only thing a dog needs is food, shelter and love.
I'd say dogs and people, aren't all that different.
peace,
d